What Kind Of Label

If we are judged by things we do
I often wonder
how people would judge me.
Would it be a kind one
or would it be one of disgust?
Would I be called a good friend
or someone you couldn’t trust?
I have no way of knowing
what people would say
when the day comes
and I fade away.
I cannot judge myself
for the things I do,
I can only try to do
the right thing by every one of you.

30 April 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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